At first meeting, most of these young women are quiet and
shy. They speak only when spoken to, and deliver their comments in soft, gentle
voices with sweet smiles. That is… until you get to know them. If given the
opportunity to sneak behind their dignified outer shells, you find laughter
bubbling up from a source deep within their beautiful hearts. Behind their
sweet smiles you will find mischievous grins and thoughts to match. Each and
every one of these women are strong, brilliant, and have inspired me to new
heights. They have humbled me time and time again.
I have learned how to tie a saree from them. I have wandered
around remote villages with them. We have shared dinners and dreams. We have
share music and movies. We have shared life. They have taught me how to find
pleasure in the simple things in life, and through their quiet actions have
reminded me to be eternally grateful for the things in life I often take for
granted.
They never ceased to amaze me with their brilliance and
creativity. I have seen them perform dances and plays they have choreographed and
directed themselves. Where they find the time to do everything is beyond me.
They amaze me.
The Hostel Day event was a perfect example of the talent and
grace for this group of ladies. Let me give you a little background information
on the hostel before I describe the event. The Fitch Hostel is an all-women’s
hostel located adjacent to the Modale International Students hostel. Unlike the
men’s hostel, the Fitch hostel has a nightly curfew. The only people allowed
into Fitch Hostel are its registered residents and female visitors (if
accompanied by a resident). Each room is a double occupancy and is equipped
with two modest beds, a wall of closet space, and a small built-in desk.
Simple.
Hostel Day began when I received my invitation. I was the
honored guest of Hephzy, a too-mischievous-for-her-own-good physiotherapy
student. Upon opening my invitation I knew that this was not just a little
party. This was a real event. I had been told to purchase a new saree for the
event, and found this a lovely excuse to go shopping. When the much anticipated
evening finally arrived, Charlie and I donned our sarees and set out for the
Chapel Lawn where awards were being presented and where entertainment was
provided. The girls did a fantastic job of orchestrating the entertainment: skits, songs, etc.
The ornate backdrop, handmade by the Fitch ladies. |
A beautiful a cappella quartet. |
Speeches and awards ceremony |
To the most outstanding Fitch Hostel woman.... You deserved it, my friend! Beautiful, inside and out. |
A traditional Tamil song performed by some of the Fitch ladies |
At the conclusion of the entertainment portion, the guests
were directed to Scudder Hall, just adjacent to Fitch Hostel, for a wonderful
dinner. Some of the women had a surprise performance for those that arrived
early to dinner: an incredibly clever, self-choreographed flash mob. Despite a
power cut halfway through, they ladies did an outstanding job. After dinner was
served and dessert was consumed, guests were invited to tour Fitch Hostel. This
was a big deal, as only residents and their female guests are allowed into the
building at any other time of the year. That night the doors were opened to
everyone. It only after entering the opened doors that the magnitude of work
and effort put forth by the girls really hit me. The women of Fitch Hostel had
decorated their home with paintings, sculptures, festive lights, and life-size
dioramas. Each individual room was festooned with ambient lighting, artwork,
and soft music. The residents of every room giddily greeted each visitor with smiles,
biscuits, and beverages. The women were tired from all their hard work, but you
would never know it. They hosted the evening with genuine strength, dignity and
elegance. Fitch Hostel was the epicenter of entertainment on campus that
evening, and the women of Fitch Hostel made it happen.
To my Fitch Hostel thangachis: Thank you for everything you
endured to provide such a wonderful experience on that night. Thank you for
welcoming me into your Fitch family, even if for only a brief moment in time.
Thank you for humbling me, for inspiring me, for challenging me, for laughing
with me, for strengthening me. And most of all, thank you for being such
amazing examples of strong, gracious, brilliant, fun and caring women. You have
all blessed my Indian experience in a way I could never have imagined. God
bless.
** For my readers who do not speak any Tamil, “thangachis”
means “little sisters.”
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